My first post for the year is a serene afternoon overlooking a breakwater taken a few days before the new year started. We merely separate time in measured lengths, but time is set in a continuum, working in constant repetition and regular order.

A fishing aficionado frequents the Manila Bay sea wall along Roxas Boulevard. The urban part of the bay is littered with trash, and the water is not of clean quality. It is in this condition that the man waits to bait some fish.